The tower soul was silent for a moment before saying: "The person with the dragon python is even more tragic, he was actually teleported to the sixth floor of the Death Tower, where it is the inheritance of the only hostess among the nine masters, and the hostess loves all kinds of spirit grass the most in her life, but she hates the poisonous insects in the world very much. He broke through with that poisonous thing, and he was already killed by the prohibition of the sixth layer of the tower......"

Hearing this, Ning Zhe and the others were stunned on the spot, and secretly said that this Liang Ming was indeed too tragic......

After listening to Liang Ming's tragic experience, Ning Zhe only felt that there was a cold wind blowing behind him, although he didn't have any good feelings about Liang Ming, but thinking that he was also a powerful figure outside, he didn't expect to die so aggrieved......

Mo Xishi, who was on the side, continued to ask: "Tower Soul, what about the woman who went in later?"

The tower soul was stunned for a moment, and then said in amazement: "Woman, no one has ever entered, no one has entered since Liang Ming, where did any woman come from?"

Ning Zhe and Mo Xishi exclaimed at the same time: "Impossible!"

Ning Zhe hurriedly said: "After it was clear that a woman entered the light curtain just now, she entered with the man who accepted the meaning of the inheritance, how could she be gone?"

The tower soul closed his eyes, as if he was meditating on something, and after a while, he opened his eyes and said: "I searched the entire Afterlife Tower, and there is indeed no fourth person, she should have teleported out by some means." ”

Ning Zhe nodded, as the tower soul of the Tower of the Afterlife, her words were naturally very credible, and through the conversation with her just now, Ning Zhe knew in his heart that although this tower soul was powerful, it was simply cute, and she would not lie to herself for no reason.

Ning Zhe nodded, and said with a smile: "Don't talk about them, since she teleported out, forget it." Tower Soul, I don't know what inheritance we can get now?"

Tower Soul thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Since you have been favored by the three masters, what you naturally want to inherit is the inheritance of the will of war. As for her, she needs to go through the test of the Death Tower to know whether she can inherit the meaning of the last medicine. ”

Ning Zhe frowned, and then sneered, "Look...... This tower soul, everyone has such a good relationship, what test do you have to undergo, you can directly send her in to receive the inheritance. ”

The tower soul's face turned pale, and he said seriously: "This is impossible, the inheritance of each layer in the Afterlife Tower has to go through the corresponding test, and this is the test left by the nine masters, and I can't do anything about it." ”

Looking at her expression, Ning Zhe spread his hands towards Mo Xishi's stall and shook his head helplessly. Mo Xishi also understands in her heart that people can't be insatiable, this tower soul has told them so many things, it is already very rare, as for the test, if she really can't pass, it can only mean that her strength is not enough, and she can't complain about others.

Mo Xishi smiled and grimaced at Ning Zhe, signaling that it was okay, and then said to the tower soul: "Tower soul, since this is the case, send us in quickly." ”

The tower soul nodded, pointed forward with both hands, and the door to the birth tower on the steps suddenly opened, and she said: "You can just go in, I have removed the prohibition at the door, and you can directly accept the test of the master." ”

As she spoke, she made a cute expression to Ning Zhe and the others.

Ning Zhe looked at her gratefully, and then took Mo Xishi and walked inside.

When she walked to the door, Mo Xishi turned around, looked at Ning Zhe and said seriously: "Come on, you must succeed!"

Ning Zhe laughed and said, "Don't worry, you too, let's see you outside the tower!"

With that, he walked inside. As soon as he entered the gate of the Tower of Death, he felt a black spiritual power descend from the sky, enveloping him in it, and then flew towards Shangyi.

After a few breaths, his figure stopped, and in front of him was a large hall, which was extremely messy, with all kinds of miscellaneous items piled up in it, and there were many weapons and runes mixed in it.

Just when Ning Zhe was stunned, an old man walked out of the depths of the main hall, and this old man, like the tower soul, was a phantom condensed out of thin air. He walked to the middle of the main hall and said loudly: "Challenger, since you have come to the Temple of War, you have to accept the challenge, if you succeed, you will obtain the old man's battle spirit inheritance, and if you fail, you will die!"

His voice echoed in the main hall, but Ning Zhe's face changed slightly, this voice was exactly the same as the voice he heard in front of the archway outside the ruins, but he knew that the old man in front of him did not have the slightest emotion and autonomy, just a tool left by the previous owner.

Ning Zhe nodded, and just as he was about to speak, he saw a long sword suddenly condensed in the old man's hand, and slashed at him on the head, and shouted in a low voice: "The first form of battle intent, move forward!"

His body didn't move, and he was still so far away from Ning Zhe, but when the red long sword was cut down, Ning Zhe clearly felt that the other party was actually moving towards him quickly.

He knew in his heart that this was because the other party's fighting intent was too strong, and it affected his judgment in an instant. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly scold himself for being stupid, since the other party was unconscious, he actually wanted to be polite, which was really ridiculous.

He didn't have time to think about it, he pulled out the Yuanyang ruler on his back with his backhand, and the golden spiritual power surged in the middle, and a golden light that soared into the sky suddenly illuminated the entire hall, and he collided with the red long sword.

Swish!

The two rays of red and gold light crisscrossed in the middle of the main hall, and at the same time, Ning Zhe clearly felt that although the other party's fighting intent was strong, his cultivation was unexpectedly low, and he only had nine turns in the Guyuan Realm.

Thinking of this, the Yuanyang ruler in his hand suddenly froze, and he wanted to take it back, but it was too late. I saw that the golden light directly scattered the red mang, and the old man behind the red mang was directly swallowed by the golden mang.

Ning Zhe's heart couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't expect this old man to be so vulnerable, just when he was stunned, he saw that in the golden mang, the old man was covered in blood, and rushed towards him.

Although at this time, he knew that he was not Ning Zhe's opponent, and he knew that rushing over like this would be a death, but he did not retreat in the slightest, without a moment of hesitation, the right hand holding the long sword was extremely stable, and the perseverance in his eyes could move heaven and earth.

As soon as Ning Zhe reacted, he felt a pain in his chest, and the red sword light emitted by the old man actually pierced his chest directly, seriously injuring him.

However, when Ning Zhe looked down, he found that there was no scar on his chest, and he looked at the opposite side in surprise, the old man's figure had retreated to the same place, as if none of this had happened.

"Just now, my cultivation was only one-third of yours, but I could seriously injure you. It is not cultivation or treasure that defeats you, but faith, the belief that you will move forward and die if you win. This is the meaning of war, even if the enemy is outnumbered, even if the enemy is strong and I am weak, I will draw the long sword at my waist and die on the way to attack......"

The old voice sounded again, although the voice was low, but every word struck Ning Zhe's heart like a twilight drum and morning bell, making his back sweat cold.

That's right, every time he fights, he will leave himself a way out before he starts, and he will prepare for the worst before he fails, but he doesn't know that such thoughts have buried the strongest and most ferocious fighting spirit in his heart.

Thinking of this, Ning Zhe slowly raised his right hand, and the Yuanyang ruler in his hand faintly glowed with golden light, although the golden light this time was not as bright as before, but it was extremely dazzling.

"Unstoppable, win or die!"

Ning Zhe's mouth kept repeating these eight words, and suddenly, with a wave of his hands, golden sword qi rose into the sky, swept through the hall, crushed all the debris between him and the old man, and then slammed into the old man's body.

Rumble!

The smoke and dust were everywhere, the sound was loud, and the figure of the old man was directly engulfed by the golden mang, and the entire hall trembled violently.

After the tremor, the place where the old man was standing in the main hall was empty at the moment, and Ning Zhe slowly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I see, this is the power of indomitable ......"

"You are still too far away, there are four kinds of fighting intentions, fearlessness, bravery, perseverance, and fraternity! These four beliefs are possessed by every monk, and my fighting spirit is to bring these beliefs to the extreme, and you are still too far behind. Don't be arrogant......"

The figure of the old man appeared behind Ning Zhe, his lips opened slightly, and his deep voice echoed in the hall again, directly into Ning Zhe's heart.

Ning Zhe suddenly turned around, bowed deeply to the old man's phantom, and said loudly: "The predecessors have every word, Ning Zhe remembers it in his heart!"

The old man looked at him expressionlessly, not caring about his compliments at all, but said lightly: "Continue to attack me, my current cultivation is two-thirds higher than yours, when can you hurt me, when will you pass the first inheritance ......"

Hearing his words, Ning Zhe nodded seriously, closed his eyes again, and felt the indomitable power, and the Yuanyang ruler in his hand was slowly raised again......

When Ning Zhe was comprehending the meaning of the war, Mo Xi's poems on the other layer were facing a huge crisis.

As soon as she stepped through the gate of the Pagoda, she was teleported into a garden full of flowers and plants, and a gentle female voice came from the depths of the garden: "There are three thousand spirit grasses in this garden, and one hundred of them are poisonous, you only need to find seventy of them, and then pick them and send them to the pavilion in the garden, and you will pass the test." But you have to think clearly, these poisonous weeds are very poisonous, and if you choose any of them wrongly, you will face death. You've got seven days, now, let's get started......"

Hearing these words, Mo Xishi's face suddenly became ugly, seven days, three thousand spirit grasses, one hundred kinds of poisonous grasses, this ...... How is this possible......